Chapter 49
That was the exact response Theo had been waiting for. His gaze swept over Lena and Anathea with amusement.
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“Oh? What do I want? Thanks to your flower arrangement, my luck’s been wrecked, and I’ve lost millions. So tell me. How
do you plan on making up for my loss?”
ow exactly
When Lena heard “millions,” her fingers clenched and trembled. She could never make that kind of money, yet Theo had just
blown it in a few rounds of poker. “I… I don’t know.”
She truly had no idea. If he expected her to repay him, that wasn’t possible.
“Don’t know?” Theo chuckled lightly, then turned to those escorts. “What do you all think? How should we handle this?”
The escorts exchanged glances, their lips curling into playful smiles. In a teasing tone, one of them cooed, “Mr. Harrington, what’s the fun in just playing cards? Why not have a drink instead?”
“Great idea!” Theo exclaimed, signaling someone to bring the drinks. Red and white wine were mixed together in a delightful blend, overflowing into three full glasses.
Adrian took one look at the setup and immediately knew what kind of stunt Theo was about to pull. He warned, “Theo, don’t p
tgo
too far. You don’t want this to turn into a mess.”
However, Theo ignored him, calmly instructing one of the escorts to get what he wanted.
Growing uneasy, Adrian turned to Gregory. “Say something to him.”
Theo glanced at Anathea, then shifted his gaze to Gregory. If Gregory intervened, he really wouldn’t be able to act against Anathea and Lena.
Yet, he believed Gregory would never help Anathea, as it might make people wonder about their relationship. After all, Gregory felt nothing but pure hatred for Anathea. He wanted absolutely nothing to do with her.
Sure enough, Gregory remained lazily seated in his chair, his long fingers idly twirling a card. His dark eyes were deep and unreadable, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
But his silence spoke volumes. By choosing not to interfere, he was giving Theo his silent approval. He had no intention of stepping in.
Seeing no opposition, Theo grew even bolder. He approached Lena and asked coldly, “Do you even know how much a million is?”
Lena trembled, shaking her head. The balance in her bank account had never even reached six figures. She could only lower her head and plead softly. “Please… Mr. Harrington, please forgive me…”
“Sure.” To her surprise, Theo chuckled. His expression softened, almost looking kind.
Lena’s eyes lit up, thinking Theo was really going to let them off the hook. But Anathea frowned–she knew better. Theo was just
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like Gregory. He wasn’t someone to be taken lightly. In fact, the friendlier he looked, the more dangerous he became..
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Indeed, in the very next second, Theo pointed at one of the full glasses of mixed liquor. “You two cost me millions. But I’m a generous man. I don’t like holding grudges. In fact, I’ll even make you an offer. One of you drinks a glass, and I’ll give that person
a million. How about it?”
One million dollars for one glass. So it would be a total of three million dollars for three glasses. Anathea was stunned…
One of the men across from Adrian joked, “Wow! Theo, you’re overly generous.”
For people with their level of drinking tolerance, three large glasses weren’t exactly a big deal.
Adrian scoffed, curling his lips into a smirk. He knew Theo very well. “Generous? Do you really think he’s that kind of person? I
wouldn’t be surprised if he added something extra to those drinks.”
“That’s right!” Theo snapped his fingers.
The next second, the private room’s door swung open, and a woman walked in carrying a transparent jar. The moment Lena saw
what was inside, she nearly collapsed in fear.
It was scorpions! Three venomous scorpions thrashed inside the glass container, their pincers snapping, their tails poised to
strike.
Theo was amused by Lena’s reaction and smiled in satisfaction. Then, he opened the jar, picked up a pair of tongs, and dropped one of the scorpions straight into a glass filled with liquor. “Drink.”
Alcohol splashed onto the table, sparkling in uneven droplets. The glow illuminated Lena’s face, which was now pale.
She turned to run, desperate to escape this nightmare. But Theo was faster. He grabbed her wrist and yanked her back before she
could take a step.
“If you don’t drink, you’ll be paying for all my losses. And from this moment on, you’ll be blacklisted. You won’t find work in this
industry
again.”
